Wednesday, 4 September 2013
Out the door
The calendar flipped over to September and just like that winter was gone. The sunshine called us all outside, doors and windows open wide to the warmth. We have turned off the heater and are sunning ourselves on the verandah once more, the horses in the paddock across the road keeping us company. The sun is back where it was the week after Thea was born - I tracked its progress across the winter skies and back above the treeline with her ever-present clothesline of nappies. We are barefoot and short-sleeved and celebrated the change in season (and Fathers' Day) with our first fire outside since autumn. The boys climbed the fig tree to check on the fruit and transformed the wood heap into a fort - complete with lilies. We cooked sausages and damper in the coals then toasted marshmallows as the stars came out.